Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

After looking at it for a long time, Fu Kuan quickly handed over the IDs of several people.

After all, fake identities are a piece of cake for Yan Ru and two people.

Looking into the window of the car, the ghost soldier's face immediately panicked.

The thin man came in front, seeing Yan Rushi and Zhou Changsheng who were dressed in black and white impermanence quickly knelt down on the ground.

"The villain has no eyes, and I don't know that it is the ghosts and gods who are here, so I will kowtow to you, long live long live long live!"

The ghost soldiers in front began to kneel and kowtow, and the one behind did not show weakness, and simply followed.

But unexpectedly, the ghost soldier looked inside, and suddenly pulled the guy on the ground up.

"Your head is flooded. This is not a ghost at all. The green light on their bodies is a dead ghost. If it is really a ghost, do you still need to take a car?"

Ah, this!
The ghost soldier immediately stood up, aggressively, staring at the two of them, as if he understood.

"You two are so brave, you dare to pretend to be Lord Ghost and God, you are looking for death!"

The fat ghost soldier was about to stab the two of them with the steel knife, but Fu Kuan quickly stopped them.

"Please calm down. My two brothers just like to play around. It's not that they played themselves to death, so they came here to be ghosts."

"It's that kind of cosplay, Yangjian stuff, you guys should know about it."

After Fu Kuan explained, the fat ghost soldier was still furious, and he still wanted to attack the two with the steel knife.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Fu Kuan took out the banknotes, and handed a thick stack to the two ghost soldiers.

As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts around, and now I can only use this trick.

Not to mention, this trick really worked.

The two ghost soldiers immediately changed their faces when they saw the bills, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to hide the money directly inside their clothes.

The face that was originally full of anger now squeezed out a smile.

Fu Kuan was astonished. If these two guys hadn't presented an Oscar trophy, they would be really sorry for these two grimaces.

"So much money, it's really enough friends, let's go, I'll buy you a drink inside!"

what?
This……

Fu Kuan was speechless, just now he was still on the verge of death, but now he has become a friend, it seems that this money is absolutely necessary, absolutely impossible.

The gate of the city opened, and two ghost soldiers led the way, chatting as they walked, and Fu Kuan recognized their identities.

The Panzi Ghost Soldier was named Yang Meng, and the thin man was named Yang Hu. Both brothers died in a car accident.

I have been a ghost soldier in this ghost town for many years.

The Yang brothers led the way, and Fu Kuan's car followed closely behind.

The ghost town is really unusual, the spacious streets are full of traffic, and the shops adjacent to the streets are crowded with people. The lights on both sides of the street are flickering, clearly turning into a bustling commercial street.

It seems that the world of this dead ghost is also very prosperous.

Don't be fooled.

Sighing secretly, Yang Hu had already driven the car under a tall building.

There is a sign on the high-rise building with flickering lights, with a few large characters written on it.

"The House of Ghosts"

What a ghost full of buildings, this is equivalent to the return of the king in the world.

Very funny.

Fu Kuan cursed inwardly, the four of them had followed the Yang brothers inside, the room was very spacious.

However, it can be seen that the people sitting in this room are all high-level dead ghosts, each of them has a dazzling green light, and they are definitely not ordinary people.

Fu Kuan was a little surprised. If these were all dead ghosts from the ghost city, then the Shadow King was their boss. What kind of ability was this Shadow King? Could it be that he was a senior ghost king?

"Come to a private room!"

Yang Hu yelled at the girl who came over, and the pretty girl immediately led the way, and several of them had already found a good room to sit down.

Oh oh oh!
Really touched.

Just as he was seated, Yang Hu burst into tears suddenly, he was trembling while holding the stack of banknotes with both hands.

Such excitement made Fu Kuan puzzled, could it be that this guy is crazy.

After crying for a long time, Yang Hu wiped away his tears.

"Lao Yang, what's the matter with you? They say you're unhappy being a human being, and aren't you happy being a ghost?"

Fu Kuan comforted with a smile, the little girl had already come over with the wine jug, and the wine glass was already full.

Yang Hu grabbed the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then grinned.

"Hey, to be honest, we are really depressed as a dead ghost. This ghost king is an old pervert, and he is simply a crazy guy."

Speaking of this, Yang Hu didn't dare to speak too loudly, and stared around with sneaky eyes, afraid that someone might hear the movement.

YangMeng beat his chest and stomped his feet, and grabbed the chopsticks with his right hand and ate the food fiercely.

Instead, he stared at the four people in front of him with that painful expression.

"Brother, you don't know yet, but you have to take care of your women and listen to me tell you from the beginning."

YangMeng then told the story of the Ghost King, and Fu Kuan was amazed over and over again.

This ghost king is exactly the shadow king, that's right, the ghost creature he made here has become the emperor.

In name, he is King Yama, but all the dead ghosts here know that he is not at all, at most he can be regarded as a warlord of the Netherworld.

The Shadow King has a hobby, and that is all kinds of women.

And there is a hard and fast rule.

Every household must sacrifice their women to the Shadow King as their wives. If they can’t bring out a woman, they will give Ming coins. If they don’t even have money, they will pay for their lives.

"What is one life for one life, I don't quite understand."

Fu Kuan took a sip of his wine, staring at YangMeng's sad green face.

YangMeng took another mouthful of food, as if he was extremely hungry and begging for food.

After chewing for a long time, I swallowed it violently.

"You don't know this yet, that is, whoever doesn't have a woman has to give money. If he doesn't even have money, he has to sacrifice himself and give it to Lord Shadow King to eat. Now you know."

Oh open!

This is really a hybrid.

Now it is a technological society, and it has developed in the same way in the underworld, but this King of Shadows is still the same old way, I just think it is a bit ridiculous.

"Damn it, what should we do? We can't keep her out of the room all day long."

Yang Hu sighed, then stared at Tang Chuchu, his dull eyes seemed to have been fascinated by Tang Chuchu's face.

"It's better to dress up as a man. My mother, my daughter-in-law, and my sister were all taken away to the Shadow King. Now there are only two brothers left in the family."

"To be honest, today is the last day for us to pay the fine. I thought I would stand on the last shift and go to death. I didn't expect you to take the money and give it to us. I am so grateful!"

"That's right, you are the saviors of our Yang brothers. If there is anything you can ask us for help, you are duty-bound."

Good brother, cheers!

Come!
Fu Kuan picked up the cup, Yan Rushi and Zhou Changsheng also stood up and made gestures. They drank and chatted, as if they had become life and death brothers.

After drinking for three rounds, the Yang brothers had already left, and Fu Kuan then went upstairs to the suite.